(I'm wearing a fake moustache over my Halloween costume so you can't tell I've already visited you lol)
hello person sending me an ask who I definitely don't know
have a wip from something I wrote at some point:
‘Hey,’ Dallas says and Pony glances up at him, ‘what’re you drawing?’
Dallas watches Pony pause, and the kid’s ears go a little red. He bites down a grin. There’s a part of him that wants to ask ‘is it me?’ but he bites that down too. It would be too much. It wasn’t like Dallas or anyone in the gang to actually ask Pony what he drew. He wouldn’t have ever thought to ask if he didn’t already know that the kid liked to draw him.
A lot of what the kid drew were of things he saw. Flowers, buildings, people milling about, and Dallas.
ITS 3AM BUT OMG I JUST REALISED SOMETHING AND I AM KINDA SCARED AMD MAD BUT ALSO SORT OF PROUD OF MYSELF???
I had started to write a wtnv fanfic like a couple months ago and it involved the theory of multiple universes and like alternate realities? And that just became canon with the latest episodes??
Seriously this is from like two months (?) ago
“This is not a story about you.
Maybe it is, just not about you specifically. Not about the one reading this. It is about the infinite number of yous.
Theory states there are countless alternate universes, with many different versions of you. There could be one with a you that has a slightly bigger nose, there could be a you that said yes to that boy in the tenth grade, there could be a you that does not have three arms. How boring would that universe be?
Dallas feels Tim rubbing his back as heaves again, bile burning through his throat and nose as he continues to puke into the toilet. He breathes, gags, spits into the toilet bowl. Heavy, shuddering breaths with his whole body shaking. A trickle down his thigh has him heaving again. It's not as bad as the first two, not as much coming out so forcefully, suffocating him.
It Howls Through The Keyhole, "If You Love Me, You'll Let Me Inside"
"I'm giving you one chance," Sam says, "you can stay here or crawl back to Caine."
Drake stares warily at Sam Temple. Most of the kids around Perdido had only good things to say about him, or didn't say anything because they didn't know him. And he had burned Drake's arm with the burning light that came out of his hands. It was probably lucky as it was that he had only hit Drake and more lucky that Sam hadn't successfully killed him the way he had wanted to.
Drake didn't want to go back to Caine. Doing all his dirty work or else getting tossed around. Besides, the whole reason they'd left Coates was because they had access to town here. Well, they mostly came down because Caine wanted to declare himself king and be their ruler.
"I get to keep the sheriff's office. And be in charge of keeping kids in check." Drake demands.
Sam glares. "You can keep the office."
"Who are you going to put in charge of disciplining then? That meat-head orc and cowardly Howardly?" Drake laughs. Cowardly Howardly, that was a good one.
"I'll figure it out." Sam says.
"I know how to get other people to listen." Drake points out.
"No," he retorts, "you know how to bully."
Drake groans and Sam starts to walk away. An idea hits him.
"Wait!" Sam does stop, to his surprise. "We could figure what warrants what kind of punishment, yeah? Or I could just bring them to you. Negotiate."
Sam turns back to Drake, looking thoughtful.
"Okay." he says.
Drake grins. All that was left was to see what he could get away with.
Flower Valentine (1242 words) by Demon_Witch05
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Outsiders - S. E. Hinton
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Ponyboy Curtis & Dallas Winston, Ponyboy Curtis/Dallas Winston, Ponyboy Curtis & Two-Bit Mathews
Characters: Dallas Winston, Ponyboy Curtis, Two-Bit Mathews
Additional Tags: Valentine's Day, Pre-Canon, Post-Canon, mostly pre-canon and likely au, Not Beta Read, Pre-Slash, Canonical Character Death
Summary:
A young Dallas visits the Curtis house where a sick Ponyboy asks him to be his Valentine.
You're The Kinda Motherfucker That'll Always Get Your Way (1066 words) by Demon_Witch05
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Outsiders - S. E. Hinton
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Tim Shepard/Dallas Winston
Characters: Tim Shepard, Dallas Winston
Additional Tags: mentions of the mathews, and curtis family, Omegaverse, Mpreg | Male Pregnancy, Omegaverse Omega Pregnancy, Alpha Tim Shepard, Omega Dallas Winston, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Sociopath Tim Shepard, Unhealthy Relationships, Forced Pregnancy, Grocery Store, Blueberries, Mating Bond, Denial, Animal Instincts, Dallas Winston Needs A Hug, POV Dallas Winston, POV Third Person Limited
Series: Part 3 of You Keep me on a Rope and Tied a Noose Around my Throat.
Summary:
Dallas doesn't know how to pick out blueberries from a grocery store. Tim finds him.
(my mom also got me the marshmallows they put in hot cocoa packets earlier this week even lol)
Have an idea I've had on my mind that I've attempted to write out on my phone 🙃
"Just shut the fuck up and let me have this," Dallas says, grip on Tim's arm keeping him in place. Not enough to stop the guy from pulling away if he really wanted to.
Tim takes a moment to think on it, and Dallas can envision the blank expression on his face. In the end, the oldest Shepard settles back down beside Dallas. He even pulls Dallas' head down onto his shoulder, much to his surprise.
They sit together quietly, and Dallas can feel the drowsiness from the fight earlier settling in. Tim is warm with his arm wrapped around Dallas' shoulders. He's right on the edge of sleep, thoughts turning to nonsense, when Tim speaks.
"This won't change anything." He states.
"Didn' I say to shut up?" Dallas mumbles back.
Tim huffs in amusement. Dallas falls asleep in the quiet of the Shepard's house, leaning against someone he wouldn't consider friend, foe, or stranger.
